(Un)hidden Beauty
for Allison
I notice how you say “I love you too”
When I have written other words with my tongue
How you see the postscript held in my throat
After each action and sound I make
A geode ( ) glittering with my unspoken words
Opened by knowledge and reception
I have brought you more tea
(& I love you)
I did the dishes
(& I love you)
I wrote you a poem
(& I love you)
Every little thing followed with
(&…)
(&…)
(&…)
Witch, bitch, and full-time disaster Helen Robertson is a transsexual, bisexual, genderqueer dyke moving through the lifelong process of accepting how lucky they’ve been; using poetry to excise her ire and sorrow—hopefully turning it into something worthwhile. Their work has appeared in Canadian and American journals including This Magazine, The Fiddlehead, Poet Lore, and new words {press}. She was long listed for the 2019 Vallum Award for Poetry and her first chapbook (body of stone) was published via The Blasted Tree. They are a member of the poetry collective VII. helen-robertson.com.